Billionaire Unclaimed - Chase by J.S. Scott

Author:J.S. Scott [Scott, J.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J.S. Scott
Published: 2022-11-22T15:29:23+00:00

Chase

I heard Vanna crying the second I opened the door, and it scared the shit out of me.

Savannah Anderson wasn’t the type of woman to cry over small events.

My heart was already racing by the time I got to the kitchen.

One look at her tearstained face nearly gutted me.

“Vanna?” I questioned as I kneeled in front of her. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

Her eyes locked onto mine and she slowly shook her head. “I just got canned, Chase. I was just let go from Deadline America.”

“I don’t understand,” I answered as I took her hand. “How and why in the hell did that happen?”

Were they completely insane? There really was no Deadline America without Savannah Anderson. She was the face of the show.

She pointed her finger at her face. “They think my scars will be distracting, and they’re not sure they can always stay covered with the makeup. They’re probably right. I don’t work in the studio where I’m in a controlled environment. In some climates, it might be difficult to make sure they’re completely unnoticeable. But I didn’t really think it would matter. I guess it does matter to the higher ups. They’re assholes who think appearance is everything. My producer and director went to bat for me, but the corporates were adamant that they needed a new face for Deadline America.”

“Christ!” I cursed. “They’re completely out of touch then. People who watch that show don’t give a damn about your face, Vanna. They watch it for the way you present the issues.”

She sniffled. “Corporate has never really understood what their watchers want. They’re only worried about the image they present.”

“Which is probably why they’re still a fairly small cable channel,” I grumbled. “Your show was the most popular on the network.”

She swiped a tear from her cheek. “I can’t really complain. They’re paying out my contract for the rest of the year. I think they just want to get rid of me because I’m damaged in their eyes.”

“Bastards!” I snarled, unable to control my anger. “You made that fucking program. I hope they enjoy watching their ratings crash and burn. Deadline America was popular because you made people want to give a shit about issues that they didn’t even know existed before they watched it. They’ll regret it.”

She shrugged. “Well, right now they think it needs an overhaul, and that means a show without a woman with scars on her face.”

My blood was boiling with every tear that trickled down Vanna’s cheek.

“They’re hardly noticeable,” I said gruffly. “And they sure as hell don’t affect your talent for storytelling.”

She looked at me with sad, liquid eyes as she replied, “I want to believe that, but I see the scars in the mirror every single day when I get out of bed, Chase. They aren’t invisible, and in television, looks matter sometimes. They’re ugly.”

My temper boiled over, and that was something that rarely happened, but I was royally pissed that anyone had made Vanna feel like she was less valuable just because of a few fucking scars.

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